“How are you gonna pay for college?” they say.
“There’s just no way.”
“But look at your cousin who’s a traveling nurse.”
“She carries millions of dollars in her purse.”
“How about your cousin who makes $750,000 a year as a radiologist?”
“He is the richest.”
“Your other cousin worked 40 hours a week and still maintained a 4.0”
“She graduated as a virgin; she is not a hoe.”
“You may want to reconsider your major.”
“Dispensing the wrong medicine could end the patient’s life in a blur.”
“You will never compare to your cousins.”
“Who went to school for shorter time than you have to, and they make tons.”
I’ve finally had enough.
I reply, in a huff,
“I don’t care; all that money isn’t good.”
“My reason to be a pharmacist is misunderstood.”
“The pharmacist is the true healer of the patient.”
“A traveling pharmacist makes $10,000 more than a traveling nurse, to be blunt.”
“I am not in it for the money.”
“Don’t ever compare anyone else to me.”
“I will do whatever I need to accomplish my goal.”
“The best benefit is not the bankroll.”
“The best benefit is helping patients to be their best.”
“To aspire to work as a pharmacist, I am truly blessed.”
I’ve learned that even my own family can be jealous of me.
This is indeed true.
Jealousy can live anywhere.
No matter what, life is never fair.
All I can do is follow my dreams,
no matter how tough they seem.
When there’s a will, there’s a way.
I will not let anyone turn my life into dismay.